Terminal of All Trains, Trams, and Even Electric Kettles(Конечная станция всех электричек, трамваев и даже электрочайников)

A poetic collage reflection on freedom and death, motion and rest, gathered from archival photographs, negatives, and exterior shootings. The question is whether the state of absolute peace, to which all movable and immovable objects are aspired, can help us get out of the meaningless cycle.